Gage Tielr - A.A.M.M. Lyrics

Everybody in the club on some dumb shit
Everybody in the club on some dumb shit
Everybody in the club on some dumb shit
Everybody in the club know I run shit

Okay okay okay
Give a damn bout what you talking bout
They Usain the way the run they mouth
They better shut it now
I'll have em' running out
Goons with the chopper like they Arnold now
Got the Bentley and its armored out
You pussies walk it out
I just f*cked a bitch and now she all up in her feelings
She ain't like the fact that I ain't like her when we finished
I told her girl, I'm like a selfie, all about my image
Imma have you carried out if you just here another minute

I think she popped a Xan, I'm not a fan if you know me
She only doing drugs when she sad or if she lonely
I blame it on her man cause she always keep him low key
She ain't wanna talk she wanna f*ck and I'm like OKAY
I guess I'm that kid, I'm just being serious
All em' think that imma fail, I think they delirious
I used to ring at Sears, but now the king is here
I'm reckless behind the wheel just when I'm shifting gears

Damn

Big face in my dash
Airbags full of cash
My life ain't so bad
I copped the Louie bag
My lungs full of gas
Your f*cking dank is trash
No cap no cap
No cap no cap

I'm all about the blue bands
Tell me that you better dawg I bet you can't
I'm all about the blue bands
I told shorty we going home with a few friends

All about my money money
All about my
All about my money money
No cap no cap